Random Ramblings

Tis the Season!

Raydolph the red-nosed writer,

Liked to make some shiny prose.

But if you ever read it,

You would say it makes you doze.

All of the other writers,

thought his talent was a shame.

They never thought he'd make it,

or get a decent chance at fame.

Then one dreary Christmas Eve,

Krampus came to say:

"Raydolph with your twisted spite

Won't you craft some dark delight?"

Then how his fingers glided -

dancing over laptop keys.

Grinning like a wicked devil,

For horror stories were a breeze.